Douluo: I'm Invincible

Chapter 41: Evil Thoughts

At this moment, Wu Changkong was pondering whether he should ask Nan Fusheng to equip himself with a weapon like a hammer.

After all, with such great strength, it would be a waste if he always remained in the support role at the rear!

More importantly, giving him a weapon would prevent the enemy from easily cutting off their back line during combat.

Just imagine: the opponent assumes he's just an auxiliary Spirit Master, bypasses the frontliners to attack him—only for him to suddenly pull out a massive hammer and smash them in retaliation, potentially flipping the battle in an instant.

> Wait, why did I think of a hammer first?

Wu Changkong shook the thought away and called out:

> "Tang Wulin!"

Boom! Left hand — 1,156 kilograms

Boom! Right hand — 1,348 kilograms

Because Nan Fusheng had set the tone earlier, and everyone had already seen Tang Wulin's impressive strength, no one was too shocked by these numbers.

Wu Changkong didn't ask Tang Wulin to return, but instructed:

> "Add scales to your right hand and try again."

> "Oh."

Tang Wulin raised his right arm. A faint golden light shimmered, and a layer of diamond-shaped golden scales covered his skin.

Wang Jinxi instinctively stepped back—the overwhelming aura of the Golden Dragon King made his martial spirit tremble with submission.

Boom!

2,700 kilograms.

> "Try the dragon claw," Wu Changkong said, expressionless.

> "Oh!"

Tang Wulin was curious to test it too. But after lifting his hand slightly, he hesitated and asked:

> "Teacher, if I break it, do I need to pay?"

Wu Changkong frowned.

> "No. This machine can withstand up to ten thousand kilograms. Even if it breaks, you don't need to pay for it."

> "Alright then!"

The pressure of the Golden Dragon King surged once more. Wang Jinxi began to feel suffocated.

Nan Fusheng watched carefully as Tang Wulin's palm broadened, the joints thickened, and the dragon claw emerged.

Covered in dense scales, the golden dragon claw had claws so sharp they gleamed like mirrors.

Boom—crack!

A number flashed across the display, then metal shards flew everywhere as the tester was punctured.

Golden Dragon Claw—Crushing Effect!

The four other students were dumbfounded as they stared at the shattered strength-testing device. None of them clearly saw the number that flashed just before it broke.

Only Nan Fusheng and Wu Changkong caught it:

> 3,998 kilograms.

Wu Changkong calmly recorded the number in his notebook.

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> "Next, reaction speed test."

To everyone's surprise, Nan Fusheng ranked first in the reaction test.

Second was Xie Xie, third was Tang Wulin, followed by Gu Yue, and then Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi.

Zhang Yangzi fell into a deep spiral of self-doubt.

> Aren't I supposed to be an agility-type Spirit Master?

The following tests only deepened Zhang Yangzi's existential crisis.

In everything except reaction and speed, Nan Fusheng and Tang Wulin consistently traded first and second places.

Even Gu Yue, who they expected to score lower in physical abilities, performed admirably.

> Are they even human? Are they animals raised on spirit grass?

Xie Xie, on the side, was nearly in tears.

Everyone had trained under Teacher Wu's program, so why was he—the self-proclaimed agility-type genius—only winning in speed?

In other categories, his results were barely better than Gu Yue's—and Gu Yue didn't even fight in close combat! Plus, she was a girl!

> How could his self-esteem accept this?!

> Don't tell me Teacher Wu gave them special treatment behind my back?

(-----___-----)!

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> "That's it for the tests.

Today's tests focused primarily on physical attributes, but that's not everything.

A spirit master's martial spirit is equally important.

So, some of you shouldn't feel discouraged.

Dismissed. *Tang Wulin, follow me."

Wu Changkong strode off coolly, with Tang Wulin behind him.

Xie Xie and Zhang Yangzi stood rooted in place as if a cold wind had swept across their foreheads.

> "Some students"... was he talking about us?

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On the way back to the dormitory, Nan Fusheng walked while deep in thought.

He had expected his physical strength to be revealed today. In fact, when he trained under Wu Changkong, he had considered how to expose it "accidentally".

Today's test gave him the perfect opportunity.

Unlike mental strength, it was nearly impossible to keep physical power a secret. Whether during battles or routine checkups at the medical center, or even in the presence of strong individuals, it could be detected easily.

In truth, Nan Fusheng never intended to hide it.

What truly surprised him was Tang Wulin's explosive improvement.

> He just unlocked one seal and gained that much power? That's basically a crime!

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That morning, after finishing his cultivation, Nan Fusheng looked around the empty dorm room.

> "It feels great to train alone without distractions."

After washing up, he headed to the playground, where he spotted two familiar figures:

One was Tang Wulin.

The other was Ouyang Zixin—the campus beauty of the intermediate department.

She was running energetically ahead, while Tang Wulin trailed behind, clearly watching her while jogging.

> Yep, he's definitely in love.

Nan Fusheng smiled to himself, but he also knew Ouyang Zixin probably only saw Tang Wulin as a little brother.

But then, a dark thought crept into Nan Fusheng's mind:

> What if I parasitized Ouyang Zixin and turned her into one of my clones…

Then used her to emotionally manipulate Tang Wulin? What would Gu Yue and Na'er do?

After all, Ouyang Zixin was most likely Tang Wulin's first love—plus, she had that "senior sister" filter bonus.

For most boys, first love is unforgettable, especially for a pure, innocent guy like Tang Wulin.

> If she were under my control, it'd be easy to manipulate him with some drama tricks I picked up from dog-blood TV shows.

> A few sweet lines, some classic green tea tactics, and then the ultimate question:

"Wulin, if your sister and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

> Let's see how he answers that one!

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> "Pft—what the hell am I thinking?"

Nan Fusheng shook his head, dispelling the twisted thoughts in his mind.

> Even if my clones share senses with me, wouldn't this just be creating trouble for myself?

> Parasitizing a beautiful girl, turning her into my clone, then sending her into someone else's arms… Isn't this just some top-tier NTR nonsense?!

> If I've got that kind of time and opportunity… I should enjoy her myself first!

> As the saying goes: good things should be kept within the family.

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